The Japs' snipers and firemen, who had been sitting still, finally moved.
"Da da da... bang..." The sound of gunshots sounded, followed by a scream that reached Wang Ping's ears.
There were only a few commandos left, but one man fell down again.
Soon enough, the Eighth Route Army snipers and firepowermen who had been lurking at the commanding heights of the battlefield also opened fire.
The whizzing machine gun bullets flew towards the Japs firemen like rain. The bullets fired from the sniper rifles flew towards the spot where the Japs snipers had just fired, as if they had eyes.
No one knows whether these bullets hit the enemy.
However, after the gunfire ended, the battlefield became silent again, without any movement.
"We can't wait any longer. We must take the initiative and kill the remaining two Japanese assaulters!" Wang Ping thought to himself, and then started to take action.
Holding the pistol and looking cautiously, Zhang walked over to where the wounded Japanese soldier was.
Huang Yuanqiang and another assaulter followed closely behind him with submachine guns, their index fingers on the triggers of the submachine guns, ready to fire at any time.
After being injured, due to the loss of a large amount of blood, even though the Japanese gave him emergency treatment, he still felt that his physical strength was disappearing little by little.
More importantly, I can no longer concentrate.
On the battlefield, if a special forces soldier cannot concentrate on fighting, the impact and consequences will be absolutely fatal.
At this time, Wang Ping kept touching him until he was about ten meters away. The wounded Japanese still did not realize the danger and approached him again.
"Who's there! Da da da..." He finally found Wang Ping and fired quickly. Wang Ping had already fallen down less than ten meters away from him.
The moment the bullet flew back against his body, Wang Ping also raised his pistol and fired the bullet in the chamber.
The wounded Japanese soldier reacted clumsily. Before he could move, bullets had already penetrated his body.
"Deal with another one, let's go and deal with the last Japs assaulter, and then deal with their assaulters and machine gunners!"
At this time, Captain Fujii was lurking in the bushes dozens of meters away, his face pale.
His subordinates were killed one after another, which made Fujii realize that this Eighth Route Army special forces was not as simple as everyone thought.
Although their various tactical moves are very unfamiliar, they are very cunning, and their direct coordination with each other is also very good.
After the last commando was killed, Captain Fujii felt that death was so close to him for the first time, as if someone was calling him invisibly.
"No, I can't die. I want to live. I want to report the matter of the Eighth Route Army Special Forces to the captain!" The increasingly strong desire to survive in his heart gave him a reason that was not a reason.
Then, holding a submachine gun, they began to retreat toward the county seat.
"Captain, two of the Japs have escaped, and we have wiped out all the rest!" Huang Yuanqiang rushed over to report with excitement on his face.
There was no smile on Wang Ping's face. He had wiped out a special operations team of Japanese soldiers, but the first team he had trained by himself had not much left after this battle.
It is certain that for at least the next month, the special forces team will have to stay at the station and practice their internal skills hard.
At the Japanese special forces station, Colonel Matsumoto looked at Captain Fujii with his head lowered in front of him, wishing he could cut him in half with a knife.
More than twenty elite special forces members were all killed in his hands at once. This was definitely the biggest shame for the entire special forces since its formation.
It didn't matter whether he lost the battle or not. What was most heartbreaking for Colonel Matsumoto was the lives of more than 20 special forces members.
They are all veterans selected from the field forces, and they have all undergone at least half a year of training. Not to mention anything else, the bullets fired by each special forces unit during training are equivalent to the training ammunition of an infantry squad of ordinary troops.
To put it more directly, the entire special operations team was built by the imperial army with real money and a lot of hard work.
Captain Fujii in front of him killed more than twenty people in one fell swoop, equivalent to 10% of the entire special forces force.
"Bageya Road, are you sure you are encountering the Eighth Route Army's special forces!" Colonel Matsumoto stared at Fujii and asked.
"Hey! The opponent's tactics are the same as ours, and they are also equipped with sniper rifles and submachine guns. They have an assault team, a fire support team, and a sniper team. Their cooperation is no worse than ours!"
"More importantly, in addition to being equipped with submachine guns and Mauser pistols that can fire continuously, each member of the Eighth Route Army assault team is also equipped with a rifle!"
"On the battlefield, once something happens to our fire support team and sniper team, the Eighth Route Army can use the range advantage of their rifles to massacre our commandos!"
"Because the effective range of submachine guns is limited, there is almost no room to fight back against the Eighth Route Army's long-distance attacks!"
Captain Fujii knew that he had a heavy responsibility, so he did not dare to hide anything when reporting, and told the battlefield situation in as much detail as possible!
At this time, the deputy captain suggested: "Captain, should we also learn from Tubal Road and equip the assaulters with rifles!"
"No!" Matsumoto shook his head and refused.
"The reason why we failed in battles these two times is because we encountered field battles that we are not good at. Field battles are a matter for the main force. We are special forces, and special forces mainly engage in sneak attacks and street fighting.
,Mountain Fighting.”
"In these battles, rifles are of no use and become a liability to the warriors!"
"From now on, all teams that have gone out will come back and stay here for intensive training. Use our insights into the Eighth Route Army's special forces to conduct targeted training. Next time we encounter them, we must annihilate them all!" Colonel Matsumoto ordered with a serious look on his face.
road.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
At the Eighth Route Army headquarters, with the arrival of a telegram, the calm war room seemed to explode and instantly became lively.
Of course, this excitement is not about happiness, but about indignation.
After a period of silence, General Binshan Yuan, the newly appointed commander of the North China Front, finally revealed his ferocious fangs.
Because the strength has not been restored, especially after the Taiyuan Arsenal was robbed, almost all the ammunition of the Japanese army in North China came from outside the customs, and it was very difficult to supply. Bin Shanyuan did not carry out a sweep of the entire Eighth Route Army in North China this time, but focused on attacking Commander Chen's newly formed
Taiyue Military Region not long ago.
More than 20,000 elite Japanese troops, nearly 30,000 Imperial Army troops, plus a chariot brigade and a cavalry regiment seconded from the Second Army, were like a torrent of steel, rushing towards the Taiyue Military Region.
In this case, the Eighth Route Army's best way to defeat the enemy was to attack in the east and in the west, launching attacks in other parts of North China, forcing the Japanese offensive troops to return for reinforcements and relieve the Taiyue Military Region.
However, this trick failed in front of General Binshan Yuan who was familiar with the Chinese army!
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